Sam to Frodo in Mordor

- jan-u-wine

Your smile
does not
reach your eyes
anymore.
T'is a small thing
in the midst of all
this dark,
this pain
this evil....
t'is a small thing...
to look there
and not see
you
any longer....
to look there
before you
see
and painstakingly
smile
for me...
to look there
and see
only
Its
hideous reflection,
twisting you,
turning you,
taking you
somewhere
I can never follow.
Why
do you let It
lie there,
over your heart?
Why
do you
talk
to It
in all the long hours
of the night?
I know.
You have told me:
you
MUST
bear it.
My despairing
heart
knows
this
is true.
But,
Master,
Dear Master...
please...
O, please....
I can not bear
to watch
It
bare
you.
My friend.
No.
My....
Master.....
(For that is all that is
left of you,
now).
Forgive me.
Forgive me....
I must turn away
from
the naked,
broken
wraith
I see
when my eyes
catch yours
unawares.

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